Adan is my nephew, one of the people I love most in the world. I loved him the second I held him, and shortly thereafter he reciprocated by farting on me. Ever since then, for the first ten years of his life, I’ve made him a piece for his birthday. I’m hoping one day he’ll appreciate those as much as his transformers collection or his football jerseys, but that feels like a stretch. Also, I can’t find the picture of his 8th or 9th piece. Ugh.